*Slight Trigger warning*

[Tony's point of view]
My alarm goes off, waking me up, which was a good thing. I sigh and slam my hand down onto the 'off' button and sit up. Running a hand through my black hair, I climb out off bed and stumble to my wardrobe. "You better be up!" My 'father's voice boomed through the house. I shake my head as I pull up my dark grey skinny jeans. My phone buzzes once I pull an 'AFI' tank-top over my head. I unlock my phone and read the massage.
Hey, asshole, can't wait 2 c u @ skool ~A
I sigh and lock my phone. "Tony, I want your ass out of the house in ten minutes!" I look towards my door as I shove both my headphones and phone into my pocket whilst zipping up my black hoodie. I run into the bathroom and finish up getting ready.
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I enter the school grounds, and walk straight up to my locker, which has the words Cocksucker written in thick black marker on it. Opening up the metal compartment door, I grab everything I need from it, and get it slammed in my face. "Hey, Perry." Kellin Quinn spits out. I roll my eyes, knowing exactly whats coming. I get pushed into my locker, as Ronnie Radke and Matty Mullins approaches.
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I run straight to the boys toilets after I had taken another beating. Looking in the mirror, my reflection that was staring back at me wasn't pleasant. I had a busted lip and a bloodied up nose. A slight gash on my left cheek (luckily is wasn't that deep). I went to the farthest stall and locked myself in it. I felt tears began to brim my eyes. I felt around in my back pocket until I found what I was looking for. I pulled out my best friend, my only friend. My blade. I pressed it to my wrists and began slashing at the flesh. Tears were pouring down my cheeks. Some even went into my mouth.
Minutes pass, and I hear the bathroom door slam against the wall. I held my breath. "Hello?" Shit, they had heard me. I gulped down some air and stayed still. The footsteps were getting closer towards the stall I was in.
Knock, Knock, Knock...
"Please, come out." I had no choice, but to come out. So that's what I did. I came face to face with a tall tanned guy. Both his arms were mostly covered with tattoos. He had a medusa piercing and a lip ring in the middle of his bottom one. His deep brown eyes were looking at... I followed his gaze and freaked. He was looking at my new wounds, and boy did I panic.
"Shit, shit, shit." I kept repeating.
"Hey, calm down. Let me help you clean up." I nodded once and let him drag me over to the sink. I hopped onto the counter and watched as he cleaned mt wrists, cheek, nose and lip up. "Um... What happened?" I hesitated. "Let me guess, Quinn, Mullins and Radke?" I nodded.
"How?"
"I get bullied by them as well." He threw the last bit of tissue away. "I'm Mike." He held out his hand. I shook it.
"Cesar, but call me Tony."
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And that's how I met my best friend, well more like my boyfriend now. We've helped pick each-other up in our worst times. I've been a year clean because of him. He stood up for me at high-school. But now we're in a band together, along with his older brother, Vic Fuentes and my other best friend Jaime Preciado. And the other weird thing is, we're now friends with Kellin Quinn, Ronnie Radke and Matty Mullins.

Notes

Perrentes one, favourite ship ^.^ You can still request if you want and I thought of this one of the top of my head ^~^